warning: sMuT
And BTW I can get detailed with this shit so beware.
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It had been 7 weeks since Luke was finally let out of the hospital. The doctors luckily found out he did need a blood transfer and Michael was more than willing to donate. He recovered in a span of a week but doctors wanted to keep him for a few more days just to be sure. Since then Luke has been going to therapy sessions every Saturday. He had Michael take him, because he knew his mother would bombard him with questions of what they were talking about. Luke knew she was just worried, but it made him uneasy talking about his personal things.
Luke was happy that the broken pieces of his life were finally setting back together.
Since then, Michael had also asked Luke to be his boyfriend, and Luke gladly accepted. Its been kisses and cuddles for the pair and they wouldn't have it any other way.
Luke and Michael were sprawled out on Michael's bed, the only noise being heard were their soft breathing.
"I love you." Michael murmered against Luke's hair.
"I love you too." Luke whispered back. Michael planted a soft kiss to his head before switching their position. He rolled on top of Luke and straddled his waist.
"No, you don't get it. I love you." He says softly before connecting their lips. Luke quickly kissed back, melting in the soft lips of the now blue head. The kiss was soft, and passionate, but it slowly began to heat up as Luke pressed his lips harder to his lovers'. Michael held a firm grip and Luke's waist, digging his nails into the covered skin every so often. Luke tested the waters by rolling his hips upwards. Michael detatched their lips, letting out a low moan. He looked down the younger boy, taking in his current state. His lips were swollen and red, cheeks flushed, and his eyes were dark with lust.
"You are so beautiful." Michael whispers before attaching his lips to the blonde's neck, smirking as he heard him let out a soft moans. He bit down on the sensitive skin, sucking every once in a while. Once he felt satisfied with the reddened mark, he blew on it ever so slightly, making Luke's body shiver with a new found pleasure.
"God Michael." He mumbles.
"Now everyone will know your mine. Can I show I show you how much I love you?" He asks softly, waiting for a response. Luke didn't say anything but smash their lips together once more.
"Please do." He breathed as he slid Michael shirt over his head. Michael nodded and planted a small kiss on his cheek before lifting his shirt up as well. Luke's arms instinctively covered his exposed body, only for them to be gently pulled away.
"No, don't cover up, you're beautiful." Michael murmered, eyeing the scars on his stomach. He didn't hesitate to kiss every single one, muttering sweet nothing each time he did. Luke let a tear slip, but Michael quickly kissed it away. "I love you." He whispers, connecting their lips once more before he started to unbutton his jeans. He quickly looked up for permission, receiving a small nod. He slid down his jeans and tossed them into a pile in which their shirts were placed. He frowned, seeing faded scars scattered on his thighs. Like he did, with his stomach, he planted small kisses to each scar. He heard Luke's breath hitch as he inched nearer to where he needed him most. He smirked at his growing member, kissing it through the fabric of his boxers. Luke groaned.
"T-take your jeans off." He says. Michael obliged and stripped himself from his jeans. He began to pull Luke's boxers down. Walking over to his nightstand, he grabbed a small bottle of lube.
"Are you sure?" He asks. Luke only nods. He smiled softly and squirts a fair amount of lube onto his fingers. He eased one finger into Luke's hole, slowling pumping it in and out. He watched Luke's expressions intently, not wanting to hurt him. Once he felt he was comfortable enough, he added a second finger. Luke sucked in a breath as he slowly stretched him.
"I'm ready." Luke stated. Michael nodded and pulled his fingers out, wiping them on the bed sheets. He went it grab a condom but Luke quickly stopped him. "No. I-I want to feel you, all of you." Luke's words shot straight to Michael's aching member. He nodded, quickly sliding his boxers off. He squirted a large amount of lube onto his hand a covered his throbbing member, hissing at the sudden cold feeling. He lined himself up with Luke's hole.
"Are you sure about this?"
"I don't think I've been so sure of anything in my entire." Luke whispered, locking his eyes with Michael's. Michael nodded, pressing his tip in slowly, allowing Luke to adjust before going in deeper. He waited for a few seconds once he was all the way in. "Michael move." Luke said desperately. Michael slowly slid himself out and slid back in, keeping a slow pace. He was holding back, and Luke knew it. He wrapped his legs around the blue heads' waist, locking his ankles. Michael groaned at this and began speeding his pace. The only thing that could be heard throughout the room were pants, moans and skin slapping. Luke gasped and dug his nails into Michael's back. He let out a drawn out moan, and Michael knew he hit that special spot. He angled himself, hitting his prostate with every thrust. It wasn't long before Michael's thrust became sloppier.
"I-I'm close." Luke mumbled.
"Me too." After a few more thrusts, Luke was throwing his head back and arching his back as his orgasm rippled through him. The sight alone was enough to push Michael over the edge and release inside Luke. He moaned out at the warm liguid running through him. Michael rode both of their highs out before slowly pulling out, much to Luke's dismay. He dropped beside Luke, wrapping his arms around him and pulling the bare bodies closer to each other.
"That was amazing." Luke breathed. Michael nodded and pressed a small kiss to his forehead.
"I love you, so much."
"I love you too."
